I have become the white moonlight of the iceberg boss [Rebirth]

The warmth of the palm was replaced by a chill.

Luo Chongyan felt like falling into an ice cellar.

Shi Zhou pulled away his grasped wrist, turned his head away from Luo Chongyan's out of control look, took the black gloves presented by his assistant, and hid his short-lived hands again.

Shi Zhou lowered his brows and fiddled with his gloves, the sullen brows just now were also put away, and he returned to calm.

Luo Chongyan watched Shi Zhou put on his gloves, then left without saying anything, and was so angry that he threw the other shoe towards his back.

The walking did not stop for a long time, walking faster than usual.

Qi Xu.

Luo Chongyan drew a big cross on the two characters with his fingertips.

"Young master." The housekeeper hurried over after hearing this, and brought a pair of new shoes.

Luo Chongyan turned his head to look at the shoes in his hand, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "It's just a burden."

"It makes no difference whether you wear it or not."

After laughing at himself, he bypassed the butler and the pair of shiny leather shoes in his hand, and left in a wheelchair.

It was early winter in November in the north, Luo Chongyan walked halfway and even put his socks into the trash can. When he returned home, his two white and tender feet were frozen into charcoal-roasted pig's trotters.

The butler followed behind him and kept sighing, even if this foot was a "cumbersome", it would still be frozen to death, but he couldn't do anything to this little ancestor.

Luo Chongyan went home and took a shower, saw the white-haired lop-eared rabbit still sleeping in its nest on the balcony, walked over and hugged it in his arms.

In his memory, he was incompetent, and he couldn't even protect the rabbit that Shi Zhou sent.

"Chai Bao'er..." Luo Chongyan looked down at his son who was nestling between his legs and was about to sleep, and rubbed its little head.

Cai Bao obediently nestled on his lap, the hair on his body was ruthless by him.

The phone in Luo Chongyan's pocket rang twice, and there was an email for him.

At the same time, a person on his WeChat with the note P sent a message asking him: This time I heard that those people are coming back, where are you?

-P: I never had a chance before, but this time the opportunity has come, don’t be cowardly, you must come, I’m blown away by others.

-P: If you are still abroad, why don’t you take a flight! Don’t you miss your brother?

-L: back

-P:?

-P:? ? ? ? ? ?

Luo Chongyan turned off WeChat, and ignored the boring questions that the other party asked him whether he graduated or came back to play. He took the tablet and meditated on the invitation email from the domestic CFR club.

……

Luo Chongyan came to the studio again, looking at the machine tool parts around him, both familiar and unfamiliar.

He directed the first-generation tomb to stop on the table in front of him, and used the remote control to direct it to flexibly rotate and cut in [-] on the spot, and those memories hidden deep in his heart were revealed page by page.

Tomb's countless upgrades are also his growth history step by step in the circle.

He looked at it, and every parameter popped up automatically, countless things engraved in the instinct day and night, even if the time and space were changed, they could not be erased.

Luo Chongyan became more and more sure of the unbelievable things that happened to him, and he was also willing to accept the gift that fate gave him.

He wrote a parts list and told the housekeeper to prepare it, and then he was so focused on its sketch structure that he didn't even know when Shi Zhou was standing behind him.

When the butler came over with the milk, he saw Shi Zhou standing at the door, and was so frightened that the tray almost flew out.

Even a cat at home knows that the first thing he does when he comes back is to go back to the bedroom to take a shower and change clothes, and he can't even delay for half a second.

But today, when the sun was setting from the east, my husband ran to see the young master without even caring about changing his clothes.

If he hadn't recognized the gloves he had prepared himself, the housekeeper would have suspected that this gentleman was a fake!

"Sir." The housekeeper stopped a step behind Shi Zhou.

Shi Zhou stood with a chill that hadn't faded away, his eyes fixed on the back of Luo Chongyan's head bent over his desk.

The butler gave him a brief report on the itinerary as usual, and when he heard that Luo Chongyan came back after taking off his socks, Shi Zhou shifted his gaze to his legs and frowned slightly.

After Luo Chongyan finished drawing the sketch, he stretched himself. The butler came in and put down the milk for him, "Young Master, it's getting late."

"En." Luo Chongyan picked up the milk and took two sips, watching the words the housekeeper wanted to ask came to his mouth and swallowed them together with the milk.

The housekeeper looked back at the doorway where there was no sign, and said, "Sir, you came back an hour ago."

Luo Chongyan raised his milk-sucking head, and shot a sharp eye.

He picked up the cup and gulped down the milk in two sips. Without paper at hand, he just wiped his mouth with his sleeve indiscriminately.

After driving out the butler, including the people and the cups, Luo Chongyan continued to modify his structure diagram, ignoring the butler's false order to let him go to bed early.

On the way, Luo Chongyan came out to refill his coffee. He watched several maids walking towards the study on the second floor with stacks of books, and grabbed one of them.

The maid saw that Luo Chongyan was so frightened that all the books in his hand fell to the ground. He glanced at them and saw that they were all about "Rebellious Psychology", "Late Love and Education" and the like.

With two fingers, Luo Chongyan picked up a copy of "Is Your Child Rebellious?" "Hold up the book and ask, "Who will read it?"

The maid took two steps back, bowed her head and did not dare to say anything.

Luo Chongyan knew who it was from her reaction, so he flipped through two pages at random.After reading only two lines of the table of contents, the hands holding the pages of the book are already clenched together.

"I'll use this book to wipe my hands, understand?" Luo Chongyan pinched the book cover and asked with narrowed eyes.

The maid stared blankly at Luo Chongyan's menacing eyes for a moment, and then came back to her senses after seeing him return to normal and left, took a breath, and tremblingly went up to the second floor.

……

Luo Chongyan, who returned to the studio with the book in his arms, changed the picture, and at the same time tapped the number in the phone that was not noted: "Well, it's me."

"Check the person, the information has been sent to you."

"No, I just want to know where the person is, the rest...I prefer to do it myself."

"Who?"

Luo Chongyan heard the question asked why, looked at the three words that appeared most frequently in the book, smiled and threw the waste paper into the trash can in the distance: "Because... my rebellious period has arrived."

Luo Chongyan, who had been up all night, commanded the adjusted blue tomb with the logo of the tomb in his bedroom to drive to the shelf where it was placed.

He removed the mecha shield in front of the tomb, and by the way, lengthened and thickened the pliers of its front claws, heightened the chassis, and replaced the tires and motors with new ones.

最重要的是它的锯片从直径23换成25，厚度从1加到了3。在20000转速下，这块三角齿锯片在1分钟内就可以报废一辆面包车。

Luo Chongyan stared at it being carried by the assistant to a mobile shelf equipped with crawlers and placed on it, and went back to the cloakroom to change clothes.

When he came out, he was no longer the pampered young master in a delicate suit, but a handsome sweater and sneakers who played street basketball on the street.

The butler came over with an insulated lunch box.

Luo Chongyan: "?"

The housekeeper handed the lunch box in his hand to the assistant: "Mr. specially ordered it, you should take it with you."

Luo Chongyan glanced at the lunch box, the assistant opened the box, he glanced at the crookedly cut carrot slices on it, squeezed one and stuffed it into his mouth.

Luo Chongyan, who bypassed the butler and took two steps, stopped at the door, spit it out into the trash can, and sent the butler two words: "It's unpalatable".

The butler stood at the door and watched Luo Chongyan get into the car, and was even given a mouthful of exhaust gas.

He looked at the unsold lunch box in his hand, and wept in despair. This is the one who personally...

The low-key red Bugatti parked in the designated underground garage. Luo Chongyan asked his assistant to stay in the car, put on the black hat on top of the sweater, pulled down the goggles, hid most of his small face, and found a suitable place for watching a movie.

Not long after, a white Mercedes turned around from the entrance ramp, passed Luo Chongyan's body and stopped.

Sitting in the driver's seat was a man wearing a blue dial. The man was talking into the headset while unfastening his seat belt.

"What? Just the cripple?" The man asked mockingly, "Why should I compete with a cripple?"

"I just came back, what's the rush."

The conversation in the car came intermittently to Luo Chongyan's ears through the car window, and he pinched the circle pendant on the remote control to turn it faster and faster.

He looked down at the shoes on his feet. Brother Zhou had praised them for their beauty, and he was reluctant to use them on this spicy chicken.

The man looked around and saw that there was no one around, and his mouth was even more unscrupulous: "Don't tell me, whoever looks at that face is indifferent and doesn't want to tear his clothes, taste the inside..."

"When I get it, I still need you..." The man opened the car door before he finished speaking.

Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound.

A blue-black saw blade about an inch wide jumped out from the ground, and the saw blade rotated rapidly, leaving only a blue-black afterimage to the naked eye, and the humming sound like a propeller spread to Qi Xu's ears.

Qi Xu didn't have time to step on his left foot, the buzzing sound became louder and louder, and the afterimage of the huge saw blade moved down a few minutes, and it aimed at the headlights of the Mercedes-Benz quickly and ruthlessly.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Countless sparks appeared before his eyes.

Behind the sparks, Qi Xu saw Luo Chongyan driving slowly in a wheelchair.

He pulled over to the front of the car while the saw blade let go of the severed headlight.

In the pitch-black garage, there were only a few night lights on top, and Luo Chongyan's face was obscured under the hood, and against the background of the sparks, it was even more solemn.

Qi Xu steadied his figure and came out to stand in front of him, with a chill behind his back for no reason.

Luo Chongyan took off his hood, tilted his head at him and said with a smile, "Good morning, Mr. Qi."

Qi Xu's face was pale and blue, and facing Luo Chongyan who was smiling innocently, he was a little uncertain about the situation. He glanced at the broken thing between the two of them that dismantled his lamp, and he never dared to swing his clenched fists.

Luo Chongyan was very satisfied with his obedient and dare not resist appearance, obviously he was very aware of tomb's lethality.

"You...you..." Qi Xu pointed at the fragments on the ground, not understanding what Luo Chongyan meant.

"Mr. Qi didn't understand yesterday's warning, so I'll let you be more clear." Luo Chongyan directed the wheelchair to go further, and the tomb's blue and black saw blade stood upright between the two.

"It's just such a small matter on my leg, I don't need your chicken knife."

"Isn't it?"

As Luo Chongyan said, tomb walked towards the front of the car, raised the saw blade and moved it down towards the hood mark bit by bit.

"And... stay away from my big ice cube."

"What if I don't?" Qi Xu raised his head, looked behind Luo Chongyan over Luo Chongyan, and asked in a low voice with an innocent expression on his face.

"Do not?"

As Luo Chongyan's smiling face turned cold in an instant, after a bang, the Mercedes-Benz triangle turned into two petals, which splashed out and dug two holes in the cement pillars on both sides.

The saw blade has broken through the painted hood, slowly inserted/into the engine inside...

Qi Xu stared at Luo Chongyan impartially, silently provoking.

Like a knight brandishing a sword in front of a prince, Luo Chongyan looked at Qi Xu unflinchingly amidst the flying sparks.

No one can see the madness under his black goggles, and the arrow keys of the remote control are pressed firmly with his fingers. As long as he wants, the saw blade can turn to Qi Xu's vulnerable neck at any time.

"Your neck will make you say yes."

After finishing speaking, Luo Chongyan took out a bank card from his pocket and threw it on Qi Xu's face.

The waste should be used as the cost of his experiment with new saw blades.

Qi Xu looked down at the bank card that had slipped and fell to the ground, his face was in hot pain as if someone had slapped him.

Seeing that Qi hadn't moved for a long time, he asked with a sneer, "Why? This should be enough to buy thirty cars like this, isn't it enough?"

As soon as Luo Chongyan finished speaking, there was a sudden sound of footsteps unique to leather shoes echoing through the entire underground garage behind him.

The sound of footsteps stopped behind Luo Chongyan, and he still couldn't see who it was when he turned his head——

His forehead was smacked hard by someone.